Death of Me - Kat Frankie

When you came along

When you

Came along

When more than evermore…

And death is out

I took the knife

I took the knife & right here

Wrote a cross upon my heart

It seems like you

Held the ash

‘til it caught upon the wind

It came forth

Like a curse

From the colder hand of things…

When you came along

When you

Came along

See, I believed in

Fate and fortune…

I took the rope

I took the rope & right here

Yielded like a bird in hand…

And fearful lost to the hours

Where I can’t recall the thing

And if tears wet my eyes

On a sacramental stain

Another whisper comes before the sigh

Before the lowered eye

You’ll be the death of me

I took the match

I took the match

And here set

My intentions into light…

And violins swing—

To the spark of the chorus crushing in

And when our flame dies

How will I gain to make a wish?

Another whisper comes before the sigh

Before the lowered eye

You’ll be the death of me

You’ll be the death of me

You’ll be the death of me…